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The Depths
I am calm waters
but whirlpools start slowly
when you slide your fingertips in
(to me)
and....
begin....
moving, circular...
first, a ripple
then, a wave
and I become more
than I ever imagined I could
turning, twisting
rising
walls of water building
flooding
and a wind rushes forth
from my throat
pushing across the surface
onto your land.
See what you started?
With that one, swirling
(touch)
my depths were dredged
and something unleashed --
all the hidden things
came up
and birds took flight
ahead of my tsunami
that broke upon your shores
while you stirred me
awake.....
but whirlpools start slowly
when you slide your fingertips in
(to me)
and....
begin....
moving, circular...
first, a ripple
then, a wave
and I become more
than I ever imagined I could
turning, twisting
rising
walls of water building
flooding
and a wind rushes forth
from my throat
pushing across the surface
onto your land.
See what you started?
With that one, swirling
(touch)
my depths were dredged
and something unleashed --
all the hidden things
came up
and birds took flight
ahead of my tsunami
that broke upon your shores
while you stirred me
awake.....
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